Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from St Kitts & Nevis and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Todd Terry to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Marc Almond,
Accadde A,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brick,
Japan,
the Germs,
Lindisfarne,
Franke,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Pantaleimon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
The Sonics,
The Mummies,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott Heron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ohio Players,
Vainqueur,
David Bowie,
Mad Mike,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
John Coltrane,
Kayak,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris & Cosey,
Funky Four + One,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Bananas,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Shadows of Knight,
In Retrospect,
Nation of Ulysses,
Leonard Cohen,
Donny Hathaway,
Silicon Teens,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Modern Lovers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cluster,
Warren Ellis,
Audionom,
Ludus,
Sparks,
Alison Limerick,
Anakelly,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Inner City,
Sound Behaviour,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Görl,
Oneida,
Television,
Roxette,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Real Kids,
Pole,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.